[ficlet] Don't worry, there's no sugar
Title: Don't worry, there's no sugar
Pairing: Akame
Rating: PG-13
Disclaimer: well, seeing my closet was empty of people when I last checked, I s'pose I don't own them. Title from Pepsi Max's old ad-campaign
Summary: Jin sees Kame rehearsing a new solo song
A/N: this was kind of a spur of a moment thing, I was bored at school. So I started to plan this.
Jin couldn’t help but stare. He had been on his way to see Yamapi in the NEWS’ dressing room as he heard a familiar voice blaring out of the dance studio he was passing by. He stopped as he heard the very familiar voice singing a song that was quite… unlike it’s owner usual style. Peeking in the studio through the nearly closed curtains he saw a very frustrated Kamenashi Kazuya standing in the middle of the room. The young man pinched the bridge of his nose as the choreographer who was standing by the mirror was obviously giving him plenty of feedback and instructions. Jin could tell even if he didn’t hear the two’s conversation that Kame was not happy.
As the choreographer resumed her position by the CD-player Kame finally straightened up. The choreographer pressed play and once again the music laced with heavy hip hop and r’n’b type of beats came to Jin’s ears. He was still surprised.
As Kame started to move in swift, fluid movements Jin couldn’t take his eyes off of the man. It really was unusual for Kame to have this kind of song; it was more Jin’s thing. As the younger man’s familiar voice started to sing the sexy lines, Jin got a sudden urge to go and grab Kame right there and drag him home.
Jin was shaken out of his reverie as the music was abruptly stopped. Jin looked up to see the choreographer explaining something animatedly. Jin was more dumbfounded than surprised to see her do a hip roll, slow motion. She couldn’t be possibly saying that Kame’s hip rolls were off, she absolutely couldn't. Jin was just as angry as Kame seemed to be as the man walk off to a corner of the room and produced a bottle from his bag. Jin’s mouth fell open. No, that couldn’t… Kame turned around. Pepsi. No, nononono~ Jin started to panic. Kame and Pepsi were a bad combination. Trust Jin, he would be one to know. Kame put the bottle bag in his bag and looked at the window. Oh shit, he saw me! Jin gulped as a smirk formed on Kame’s lips.
Kame resumed his position in the center of the room. Once again Jin lost himself in the graceful movements of the younger man. Especially the hips caught his attention. He knew that Kame really could do amazing things with his hips. Once more, trust Jin, he has first-hand (or hip) experience. This time around the song reached its end before it became silent. Jin was too caught in the way one of Kame’s fingers brushed his lips unconsciously to realize the woman had said something to Kame who nodded and turned away. He walked to the corner and grabbed his bag. Jin did realize that Kame was about to walk to where he was but figured the other had already seen him and stayed put. As Kame opened the door he was going through his bag and pulled the Pepsi bottle out again. This time Kame heard Jin gulp beside him. He took a sip and put the bottle back into the bag before turning to Jin.
“Don’t worry, I saw Maru switch label of a Pepsi Max bottle,” he said before placing a gentle kiss on Jin’s lips. Kame started to walk away as Jin stayed glued to the spot. A subconscious finger brushed his lips as his brains were trying to process all the new information. He came back to his senses as Kame grabbed his wrist.
“Let’s go, Jin. I want to get home soon,” Kame said quietly. Jin followed the younger in the hall way for a while before catching up with him and coming beside him.
“Yeah, let’s go home. Maybe you can show me those new hip rolls,” Jin smirked. Kame looked at him with a fake-shock expression on his face before laughing and picking up the pace.
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Thanks for reading, comments are love. Sorry for any typos, my brain goes faster than my fingers. I'll re-read this once I've given it some time. Feel free to point them out, though.
I'm kind of tired but wanted to write this anyway.
Also, this could be my kind of late bday ficlet for Kame-chan. I will post a proper one-shot (that I finished on the 22nd) in the beginning of March.
Those end notes where long, whoof.
Pairing: Akame
Rating: PG-13
Disclaimer: well, seeing my closet was empty of people when I last checked, I s'pose I don't own them. Title from Pepsi Max's old ad-campaign
Summary: Jin sees Kame rehearsing a new solo song
A/N: this was kind of a spur of a moment thing, I was bored at school. So I started to plan this.
Jin couldn’t help but stare. He had been on his way to see Yamapi in the NEWS’ dressing room as he heard a familiar voice blaring out of the dance studio he was passing by. He stopped as he heard the very familiar voice singing a song that was quite… unlike it’s owner usual style. Peeking in the studio through the nearly closed curtains he saw a very frustrated Kamenashi Kazuya standing in the middle of the room. The young man pinched the bridge of his nose as the choreographer who was standing by the mirror was obviously giving him plenty of feedback and instructions. Jin could tell even if he didn’t hear the two’s conversation that Kame was not happy.
As the choreographer resumed her position by the CD-player Kame finally straightened up. The choreographer pressed play and once again the music laced with heavy hip hop and r’n’b type of beats came to Jin’s ears. He was still surprised.
As Kame started to move in swift, fluid movements Jin couldn’t take his eyes off of the man. It really was unusual for Kame to have this kind of song; it was more Jin’s thing. As the younger man’s familiar voice started to sing the sexy lines, Jin got a sudden urge to go and grab Kame right there and drag him home.
Jin was shaken out of his reverie as the music was abruptly stopped. Jin looked up to see the choreographer explaining something animatedly. Jin was more dumbfounded than surprised to see her do a hip roll, slow motion. She couldn’t be possibly saying that Kame’s hip rolls were off, she absolutely couldn't. Jin was just as angry as Kame seemed to be as the man walk off to a corner of the room and produced a bottle from his bag. Jin’s mouth fell open. No, that couldn’t… Kame turned around. Pepsi. No, nononono~ Jin started to panic. Kame and Pepsi were a bad combination. Trust Jin, he would be one to know. Kame put the bottle bag in his bag and looked at the window. Oh shit, he saw me! Jin gulped as a smirk formed on Kame’s lips.
Kame resumed his position in the center of the room. Once again Jin lost himself in the graceful movements of the younger man. Especially the hips caught his attention. He knew that Kame really could do amazing things with his hips. Once more, trust Jin, he has first-hand (or hip) experience. This time around the song reached its end before it became silent. Jin was too caught in the way one of Kame’s fingers brushed his lips unconsciously to realize the woman had said something to Kame who nodded and turned away. He walked to the corner and grabbed his bag. Jin did realize that Kame was about to walk to where he was but figured the other had already seen him and stayed put. As Kame opened the door he was going through his bag and pulled the Pepsi bottle out again. This time Kame heard Jin gulp beside him. He took a sip and put the bottle back into the bag before turning to Jin.
“Don’t worry, I saw Maru switch label of a Pepsi Max bottle,” he said before placing a gentle kiss on Jin’s lips. Kame started to walk away as Jin stayed glued to the spot. A subconscious finger brushed his lips as his brains were trying to process all the new information. He came back to his senses as Kame grabbed his wrist.
“Let’s go, Jin. I want to get home soon,” Kame said quietly. Jin followed the younger in the hall way for a while before catching up with him and coming beside him.
“Yeah, let’s go home. Maybe you can show me those new hip rolls,” Jin smirked. Kame looked at him with a fake-shock expression on his face before laughing and picking up the pace.
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Thanks for reading, comments are love. Sorry for any typos, my brain goes faster than my fingers. I'll re-read this once I've given it some time. Feel free to point them out, though.
I'm kind of tired but wanted to write this anyway.
Also, this could be my kind of late bday ficlet for Kame-chan. I will post a proper one-shot (that I finished on the 22nd) in the beginning of March.
Those end notes where long, whoof.